sweaty on
the bullhorns
dear life, not
that great
but good when you
are going fast;
blue bolt on a cold
night. Ourobouric wheels
They do not stop
For anything.
Greasy spoon of
a man leers at my mechanical
charm, forget it.
Greasy spoon of
a man leers at my mechanical
charm, forget it.
Grey cloud, smothers
the sun, forget it.
Bills, taxes, troubles,
old loves, new loves,
forget it.
Too fast.
Going great.
Too fast.
Going great.
